Master Lane thought to himself, you're clearly not here to listen to my commands, you just want to be lazy and push this troublesome woman onto me so that I can deal with her for you—no way!
"Hahahaha!" Abner Lane suddenly burst out laughing, rising high above the Capital, and said to the Saintess of North Ice, "As expected of the saintess from the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region, daring to love and hate! I've long heard that the women of the uncivilized tribes have bold and generous characters, always respecting heroes and despising cowards and mediocrities."
"Very well, since you have this intention, I will fulfill your wish. Send the order: Open the General government's Military School Field, and invite Mr. Owen Bertram and Saintess of North Ice to compete!"
Want to pit me and let me take the arrows for you? No way. I will help this wholeheartedly!
